” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. She was, she guessed, close to the library. She could not feel her own body. I want to do something. No; the future was not so dark; there was a bit of dawn visible. I have had my day; and there were women in it. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. “My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. ’ Her face fell. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. To the point however. She felt that she became more familiar with the floor during the time that he stayed than with any particular person.
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